Imagines

Draco Malfoy

"We need to get to class.." I mumble when his lips trail down my neck. He growls lowly and ignores my comment squeezing my waist making me let out a soft sigh. My skin tingles from his touches and even though I don't want him to stop I know if we're going to stay any longer we're going to get caught. I push against his chest slowly and he sighs looking up at me.
"What?" He asks me annoyed.

"Class begins any second and I really have no power to get caught by anyone."

"No ones using this classroom anymore Elle, just give me five minutes." His voice dips an octave lower and my knees turn into jelly when his burning silver eyes give me his intense look.
I bite my lip in worry but it seems to encourage him more making him collide our lips again.
I sigh and open my mouth to intensify the kiss. Draco smiles into the kiss and I grab his shirt pulling him closer against me.

This is going on for two months now and I'm genuinely surprised that no one found out about this little affair I have with the Slytherin. I can't even imagine how Harry would react if he found out that his best friend has something going on with his enemy. Ron would go completely insane and hex Malfoy.
Suddenly the voices of pupils make me push Draco away but they were luckily just walking past the room. I sigh and hop of the desk because I know I'm already late.
I try to clean up as good as I can pushing my blouse back into my skirt.
"You're always leaving so fast." Draco murmurs behind me making me turn around in surprise.
"Because we have potions now? We knew that we'd had little time when we started this Draco." He crosses his arms at my sentence and I get distracted for a second making him smirk.
"I know but if we'd meet up on the weekends we would've much more time." I sigh and walk up to him going through his soft hair and making it look more neat. He closes his eyes and his face relaxes. This is why I liked him in the first place. No one got to see his soft side and I know he has bad characteristics but no one is just bad or just good. My friends would never understand this.
"You know that I spend the weekends with-"

"Sanct Potter and Weaselbee I know. It's just getting on my nerves that we have to hide all the time. I'd love to see their faces when they find out I'm-" I press my lips against his for a second to stop him from talking. I part our lips and he opens his eyes a sour look on his face.
"I hate when you do that." He states and I give him an innocent smile.
"I don't know what you mean." I grin and walk over to the desk to grab my bag and my robe.
He growls and grabs my waist pushing me on the desk again.
"You know exactly what I mean darling. You avoiding things you don't like to talk about and then distract me with your cute little face and kisses." I bite my lip to stop myself from grinning while his eyes look fiery down at me.
He groans when he sees my grin and lets go of me walking a bit away and pushing his hands through his hair desperately. I furrow my brows at his behavior, he's been talking about letting everyone know about this thing we have for a few weeks but it never seemed that important to him.
"Draco just think about it, how would it look if everybody knew a gryffindor and a slytherin are.." I trail off because I don't really know what we are. He scoffs and turns around to me. "I don't care yeah you're a gryffindor but you're a pure blood and I don't even care that your friends are the golden trio I-" he stops frustrated and my throat closes up.

This is not how I imagined the make out session would go. The voices of the pupils are getting louder indicating that everyone is leaving the great hall to get into class.
I hop of the desk and take a step to him but he won't look at me. Something pulls at my heart but I push it away because it seems to be a ridiculous feeling.
"Listen can we talk about this another time? I really don't want to be late and if we're both going to be late to the same class.." I trail off because I know he gets it. He dismisses me with a harsh nod and I leave the room hesitantly.

On my way to potions I can't get the strange feeling off of me. It's guilt. And something else I really don't want to think about right now..or ever.
"Hey I was worried you weren't at lunch." Hermione pipes up beside me and I try to act as normal as I could.
"Yeah I wanted to research something before class in the library." She nods understandingly because she's done this over a hundred times.
"I really don't have the nerve to watch Harry succeed in this class again do you mind if we switch places?" She asks me while we walk down the corridor and I nod.
"Yeah sure, Ron wants to work with you more than with me anyway." Her cheeks flush a dark red at my sentence and I chuckle at her behavior.
"Oh shush." She tells me pushing me gently with her shoulder in embarrassment.
"Don't forget to put on your robe before Slughorn gets in or we're losing points." She tells me last thing before she walks over to Ron in the classroom. I nod because I totally forgot that I still held it in my hands. I jog over to Harry's table who's already reading in the potions book.
"Hey Hermione asked me to switch places, she wanted to help Ron." I tell Harry when I sit beside him, grabbing my robe and trying to put it on as gracefully as I can.
Harry chuckles deeply beside me. "That's a lie she switched places because-" he halters mid sentence when his green eyes wander over my face his mouth hanging open.
"What?"I ask him bewildered by his look.
"Why do you..why do you look like that?" He asks me his cheeks pink. I furrow my brows at his behavior while his eyes wander over my hair and my lips. My eyes widen and I push down my hair so it doesn't look as disheveled. While my cheeks heat up and I stutter out an excuse. To make it even better Malfoy walks in, in all his glory and he probably isn't looking better than I am. His hair is pushed in different ways his lips red and swollen and his silver eyes are gleaming when our gazes lock. I quickly look away and sit down next to Harry who's giving me a concerning look. Before he can say anything more about it Professor Slughorn walks in front of the class a big smile on his face. "Good Morning class I'm excited to start today's lesson-Miss McCullers?" His eyes look at me confused and I mirror his expression.
"Why in Merlins beard are you wearing a slytherin robe?" All heads in class turn my way shocked and I feel my cheeks burn up. "Bloody hell." Someone says and my eyes wander to Draco who's robe is hanging over his stool which has the gryffindor emblem stitched on it.
Holy Fuck.